Chapter 372 Lisa: Ava's Camp

LISA

After miles of walking, the sun is pretty high in the sky.

I'm too exhausted to shove back layers to take a peek at my watch, plus I really don't want to know what time it is. If it's too early, I'll know we're still ages from seeing Ava. If it's too late, I'll be even more exhausted knowing how long we've been trudging through the snow.

Better to just keep going as my lungs burn and my whole body aches. I really thought I was ready for this, but I'm not in as good of shape as I'd thought.

Kellan's doubtful stare when I asked to come along is really making sense.

"Don't worry." Mira's friendly voice tells me she's back. Sometimes she roams ahead, helping break trail. "We aren't far now."

Thank. Fucking. God.

Mira points at a thin line of grey against the pale winter sky. "See that smoke? That's their camp."

My shoulders sag with relief as I stare at the back of Kellan's head. His broad shoulders haven't slowed once during our trek, and here I am ready to collapse. "Have I slowed you all down?"

"Not at all." Mira's smile warms her words. "We don't always scout in wolf form, you know."

"Why not?" It hadn't occurred to me that they would do that, but now that she's mentioned it—well, why wouldn't they? "Wouldn't it be easier?"

sparkling spray. "Things are different when we're shifted. We

"Different how?"

Pack bonds grow stronger, but complex reasoning becomes harder. Plus, clothes are a pain to deal with. No one likes

His steady stride hasn't faltered once

breath comes in harsh pants that crystallize in front of my face. The rising sun does nothing to

makes my mouth water. The promise of warmth and food urges me forward those last few steps until

the snow as

snow. Selene slams into me with the force of a

my face from her assault. "Your breath

arms, hauling me back to my feet. Snow clings to my clothes, but I don't care as

all the way out here?" Ava squeezes me

noting the rosy flush in her cheeks. She looks better than I do after a night in the wild. "Heard you've

But once Vanessa shoves this meal down my throat, I've

heads bent together as they discuss whatever

I heard you

men caught a moose. I'm just going to help eat it. Want

out an embarrassingly loud growl. Ava laughs and loops her arm through mine,

supplies into neat bundles, barely sparing us a glance as we

camping are small.

wasn't bad, but Greg

bag. My muscles protest the movement—I'll definitely feel this trek tomorrow. But it was worth it. Good to know what these people do every time they go

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